Chapter Six #2
Hades trailed his fingers down her spine, to her lower back, and when he reached the hem of her panties, slowly slid them off.
At first, she was embarrassed to have her bare cheeks on display but liked the gentle caress he gave them.
Then his hand came down hard on one cheek, and the sharp sting surprised her.
It made her jump a little and he kept her down with a hand on the back of her neck.
“Steady,” he murmured.
Before she could process anything, he smacked the other side, then back again in quick succession.
She didn’t know how to feel because it burned, like, a lot, and she didn’t like the fire.
How did people get off on this? Then, he caressed the spots, and that seemed to ease some of the heat.
That little touch sent a tingle down between her thighs.
“My handprint looks fucking fantastic across these plump cheeks,” he said. “Such a pretty rose color.”
As she shifted her hips, she realized she ached for his cock. She was almost desperate in her need. Maybe there was something to being spanked, after all. She tried to touch herself but he grabbed her wrist.
“No,” he admonished. “This pussy is mine to play with tonight.”
His fingers penetrated, dipping into her hole as he caressed.
His palm rested against her mound, ready to stimulate.
Her hips bucked, and he gave her ass another little slap, letting her know he didn’t want her to move.
It was torture staying still, but she did it, and he sank another finger in.
He pressed harder and everything in her body tightened.
The movement of his fingers had his palm grinding against her hips, and she couldn’t take it anymore.
“Please,” she begged in a breathy voice.
“Do you want to come?” he asked.
“Yes!” she cried.
“Then come,” he ordered as he pushed a third finger into her wet core. Harder. Faster. It was too much, and she came with a gasping moan.
She rode the wave of pleasure. Cast adrift across his legs, all she could do was hold on as stars danced over her vision.
When the tidal wave eased, it left her panting and hanging limp.
Hades ran a finger through her cream, then brought that to her back hole.
This was a new sensation. No one else had touched her there before.
“Have you had anyone take this hole before?”
“N-no.”
He removed his finger and helped her sit up. She had no words for the amazing experience she’d just had. When she looked down, she saw his thick cock leaking fluid. She glanced at him.
“Suck my cock.”
He grasped his shaft, lightly pumping up and down.
His dark eyes glittered as he waited for her mouth.
Getting to her knees, she ran her tongue up his hard length, licking all the way up to lap up the pre-cum, then wrapped her mouth around the head of his cock and went down it.
Hades slid his fingers into her hair to guide her.
And just like her ass, he controlled the thrust. Shallow at first, more and more until Cora had to relax her muscles so she wouldn’t gag.
Her nose met the hair at the base of his cock, buried so deeply in her mouth that she couldn’t breathe.
Tears leaked from her eyes as her throat closed tightly on the tip of his cock.
Then he moved her back, over and over as he fucked her mouth.
Sucking and swallowing even when her gag reflex was triggered.
“Good girl,” he said.
He pulled her off, and she knew her face had to be a mess.
Regardless of that, he guided her around and pushed her over until her chest lay on the cushions.
She heard the tear of a foil packet a moment before he gripped her hip and guided his cockhead to her entrance.
Hades shoved his cock into her pussy. No gentle easing.
No warning. It was a fast-pounding rhythm as he grunted behind her.
Surprisingly, another orgasm built quickly, and she came with a sharp cry, her body shaking even as he barreled through it, pumping harder and deeper into her clenching pussy until he followed her over the cliff.
Collapsing his weight over her, his harsh breathing was the only sound in the room.
After a few moments, he moved off her. She lay limp on the cushions as he left.
There were a few noises, then he came back and lifted her up into his arms, carrying her bridal-style into the bedroom.
****
He woke her up in the middle of the night.
“I want to take your ass,” he whispered in the darkness.
She couldn’t say no. Didn’t want to. If she was to have only one night with him, she wanted memories that would linger for years. A little voice told her he’d already ruined her for any other man, but that was a problem for future her.
Cool lube dripped down her crack and he spread it around her back hole before breaching the tight ring.
He was careful and took his time to stretch her out.
Cora knew the mechanics, knew what he was doing, and she was grateful he was a considerate lover.
He might be a ruthless kingpin, but he had a tender touch.
The sound of a condom foil unwrapping was loud in the darkness. More lube added as he eased forward. It was a natural reaction to stiffen when he pushed to breach her.
“Relax,” he gently ordered. “Breathe in and as you exhale, relax your muscles. Accept it rather than fight it.”
She did as he instructed and slowly, very slowly, her muscles released their rigidity.
Once he eased past the tight barrier, the pain transformed.
Hades pushed deeper until finally he was seated all the way inside, and he gripped her hips in order to meet his thrusts.
Time lost all meaning as she floated on the precipice.
Teetering on something so monumental she wondered if it would change her life forever.
He reached around to rub her clit, and the pleasure offset the uncomfortable pinch. Then she was soaring. It was too much to hold back, and she screamed as she flew apart. Piece by piece, she disintegrated into pure bliss.
She wasn’t even aware of him finding his own fulfillment. He slumped over her back, his chest heaved as he let the orgasm wash through them. For one brief moment, in one heartbeat to the next, she felt alive. Then he pulled out of her, and that euphoria collapsed like a house of cards.
Cora waited until he fell asleep, until his breathing was deep and slow before rising to dress.
This had been an unexpected yet incredible evening, but it was time to close this chapter in the story of her life.
Giving him one last, lingering look, she mentally wished him goodbye.
In the elevator, she brought up a rideshare and it was waiting outside when she left the high-rise.